"So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown."-George Bennard
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
"Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all."-Issac Watts, "Father of English Hymnody".
This is where Issac Watts' body was lain in 1742. It's Bunhill Fields Cemetary just outside London England, where other famous men of the Lord are buried: John Bunyan, John Owen, John Gill, and Daniel De-Foe.
One Day the Lord will return and these graves will be emptied of the bones that lie there. I don't really understand how all this will work, but according to 1st Thessalonians chapter 4 it shall surely happen. And I look forward to that Day.
Until that Day comes, we, (God's children), need to always be growing in His love and grace. We need the Word of our Lord to fill our hearts, and renew our minds in His love and peace. And we need to rejoice in our Savior, and in His sovereign presence through the Holy Spirit in His people, the Church.
"If true Christians would only strive, as St. Paul says, to "comprehend what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height, and to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge," they would be AMAZED at the discoveries they would make. ... They would soon discover that there is more heaven to be enjoyed on earth than they had ever thought possible. The root of a happy religion is clear, distinct, well-defined knowledge of Jesus Christ. ... Knowledge alone no doubt, if unsanctified, only "puffeth up." Yet without clear knowledge of Christ in all His offices we cannot expect to be established in the faith, and steady in the time of need." JC Ryle, First Anglican Bishop of Liverpool.
May we all learn to love Christ first, and only through understanding who He is, and how much He genuinly loves those who trust in Him. Amen.
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Don,
This is good stuff. Ryle was great with words. What a blessing to think of discovering more heaven here on earth....
Ryle was also a fine shepherd to his flock. I read where he would visit his congregation, and always see how they were doing spiritually, and would always leave one of his tracts of Scripture with them.
I'd love to have one of his tracts.
I'm surprised the contemporary music crew hasn't dug up his bones and burned them in effigy.
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